Cold Clouds

Tang Lan kicked Ci Yun, who had already collapsed due to exhaustion, down and brushed off the dust on his body. The people around him also looked a little embarrassed.

Tang Lan frowned, drew out his sword and fiercely thrust it into Ci Yun's chest: "Oh, you idiot, even if you burn your Nascent Soul, you can only do this? Just wait to die here."

Tang Lan drew his sword and looked at the blood left by Xueruo on the ground.

"This is..." Tang Lan looked at the blood emitting a faint golden light and smiled, "An alien beast? Or a sacred beast? Never mind. Ignore it."

"Chase them! We can't let them get away!" Tang Lan shook the blood off the sword and led his men to chase after them following the scent.

Ci Yun, who was injured even more, collapsed on the ground. He didn't know how long he had been lying there when the bushes next to him suddenly began to tremble.

"Oh my, this is really..." Ye Lan jumped out from the bushes, looked at Ci Yun who was breathing out more than breathing in, and used elixir to keep Ci Yun alive.

After Lin Xiaoxiao and a few others followed the Ghost King's trail to Yunshan, they searched in different directions. While Ye Lan was walking around, she saw the half-dead Ci Yun.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, I found a person who was dying, but still had some breath." Ye Lan sent a message to Lin Xiaoxiao, and Lin Xiaoxiao was a little confused after receiving the message.

People? Isn't this halfway up the mountain? Wouldn't the demon of Tianli Mountain send the person who knocked him unconscious to the foot of the mountain? And why was he dying?

Although Lin Xiaoxiao was very confused, she still asked Ye Lan to send the person over quickly. After all, it was a human life and could not be neglected.

......

Jiao Luo fed Xueruo a few pills. Their Youdao Sect was not well-off, and they could not give many pills to the four participants. Jiao Luo gave the pills with the best recovery power to Xueruo, but the wound showed no signs of recovery at all. Black gas came out of it, and even the plants nearby withered.

Youdao Sect, a sect where only the sect leader is at the Spirit Transformation Stage and there are so few elders that they cannot go out at will.

Back then, the Youdao Sect was a big force in the underworld, but that was only back then. Now, having to sell off all their savings in order to survive, the Youdao Sect is just a third-rate force struggling to survive.

This time, they are just trying their luck in this secret realm journey. This is the last chance for Youdaomen to continue to exist.

But it is probably impossible now. I am probably the only one left among the four. It is impossible for the strongest senior brother Ci Yun to survive after his Nascent Soul is burned, unless there is help from Heaven.

If he was caught up, he would not survive. Why not just abandon this guy and run away? Jiao Luo turned to look at Xueruo, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

The rules of the sect are that if you see injustice, you should help it with your sword, and if you see a kind person being injured, you must help him.

Not stopping them has already been considered a violation of the sect rules. Three of my fellow apprentices are dead, so why should I insist?

Jiao Luo's eyes gradually became firm.

Because I am a disciple of Youdao Sect! Jiao Luo took out all the speed talismans from the mustard seed bag and stuck them on himself, wrapped Xueruo's wound with a bandage, then carried him up and started running.

......

Shen Qiufan, who finally returned to Yunshan, felt something was wrong. The smell of blood in the air told him that Xueshun's prediction had come true.

You don't have to participate, just wait until the secret realm reopens and leave. Xue Shun can't get out anyway.

But Shen Qiufan wouldn't do that.

He picked up the twin sickles and followed the smell of blood.

......

The half-dead Ci Yun was brought to Lin Xiaoxiao by Ye Lan. Song Hanyun did not come back. He sensed something wrong and followed the smell.

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at Ci Yun. Why was the aura coming from the wound on this guy's body so complicated? Did he feel like he was beaten up?

Moreover, this guy's spiritual roots are almost burned out, and his Nascent Soul is almost gone. Now he can only barely save his Golden Core, and his lifespan will probably be greatly shortened. However, the lifespan problem can be solved by taking pills.

While Lin Xiaoxiao was thinking about these things, she did not stop her hands and first saved Ci Yun's life.

"Water Spirit Root? Water Spirit Root..." Lin Xiaoxiao muttered as she pulled Lin Long over to open the Medicine King Valley. "Ah, I found it, this thing is really useful, you're such a hard worker."

Taking the Jiehuantianshui spiritual lotus root and burning out the spiritual power inside, Lin Xiaoxiao pried open Ci Yun's mouth and stuffed the pure spiritual power into it.

Ci Yun woke up after a quarter of an hour. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was a little scared. He met the famous Uncle Lin! His excited heart, shaking hands, and trembling lips wanted to curse Tang Gou.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Ci Yun, who seemed to be very excited for some reason, and was a little confused, but still advised: "Calm down, it's not good for the wound."

"Tang..." Ci Yun didn't listen, his eyes were slightly red, "Tang Lan... beast!"

"Ah?" Lin Xiaoxiao was even more confused, but her interest was also piqued by this sentence. "Tell me more."

"That beast Tang Lan," Ci Yun spoke more fluently, "my fellow apprentices... and the demon from Tianli Mountain..."

"He's going to kill them!" Ci Yun clenched his fists, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and asked Ye Lan to take good care of Ci Yun.

"Then Sister Xiaoxiao, you..." Ye Lan had just opened her mouth when Lin Xiaoxiao took out the bracelet and sat on it.

"There has been no news from Song Hanyun for a quarter of an hour." Lin Xiaoxiao released the Red Candle, Golden Scale, and Heavenly Demon Sword to Yunmeng, and looked at Lin Long, "Lin Long, you stay here too. Now, sense the plants in the mountains and give me any news immediately."

After Lin Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she sat on the bracelet and let the three swords and one whip each point in a different direction to start searching the mountain.

......

A quarter of an hour ago, Jiao Luo and Xueruo were caught up.

Tang Lan looked at Jiao Luo, whose legs were chopped off, with a face full of teasing and mockery: "What? You still want to save that monster that's beginning to be corroded? You don't want to eat it all by yourself, do you? Hahaha!"

"Don't compare me with a bunch of beasts like you!" As Jiao Luo finished cursing, a flash of knife light shot out and chopped off his head.

The three Lingxia Sect disciples standing next to Tang Lan had different expressions, some were excited, some were indifferent, and some were entangled and regretful, but the ending was the same.

Killed by an ally.

"You...!" Tang Lan turned around immediately after hearing the scream, only to see that several disciples who had previously called each other allies had already killed all the disciples of Lingxia Sect except Tang Lan.

"Don't worry, Brother Tang. You don't have to worry about us. We will push all of this onto you," said Xu Cen, the eldest disciple of Wan Dao Villa, dressed in red and carrying the blood-stained Heaven-Slaying Sword on his shoulder. He laughed coldly, "We have cut off the mental communication within a radius of 50 meters. You have no way to ask for help."

"Oh, internal conflict?" A voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Shen Qiufan, holding two sickles to block Tang Lan's sword energy, looked at the infighting "alliance" and laughed disdainfully.

"Oh, you're the only one here? Are you looking for death?" Xu Cen said disdainfully, "We have dozens of people here!"

"Then add me in." A faint voice came, and Song Hanyun landed in front of Shen Qiufan. His fluttering clothes blocked Shen Qiufan tightly, and then the lightning that surged around his body completely blocked the back of him.

Xu Cen frowned and looked at Song Hanyun.

Song Hanyun is here≈Lin Xiaoxiao is here.

What the hell is going on if she really comes? Xu Cen looked around anxiously and waited for a while, but he didn't see Lin Xiaoxiao.

Didn't come? If you didn't come, you're so arrogant. Xu Cen felt angry and looked at Song Hanyun fiercely: "Boy, do you think adding you is enough?"

"You can try." Song Hanyun said in a light tone, as if he didn't take Xu Cen and others seriously.

"You! Good, good, good..." Xu Cen said in a low voice, "Prepare to die!"

Song Hanyun smiled coldly, turned around and ran away.

Under Xu Cen's confused gaze, Song Hanyun caught up with Shen Qiufan who was running with Xueshun and Jiao Luo in his arms.

"You @&%$＊!" Xu Cen cursed very dirty, but Song Hanyun didn't take it seriously at all, "Don't just stand there! Chase after me!"

Tang Lan had already taken the opportunity to run away, so Xu Cen led his men to chase after Song Hanyun and others, but he was tripped by a vine that suddenly appeared.

"I @￥$%＊!"

......

"Where is it?" Lin Xiaoxiao felt Lin Long's message, looked in the next direction, and then called on the three swords and one whip to go there together.

......

"Where are we going?" Shen Qiufan asked Song Hanyun who was telling him the escape plan.

"Go to Xiaoxiao." Song Hanyun said as a matter of course.

"Where is Lin Xiaoxiao?" Shen Qiufan asked.

"......" Song Hanyun was silent for a while, "I don't know."

Shen Qiufan:?

"Hahaha, still want to run!?" Xu Cen grinned, and then his laughter stopped.

"Are you chasing me?" Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing a bracelet, appeared at the right time.

Looking at the frowning Lin Xiaoxiao, Xu Cen swallowed his saliva, his face twisted, and shouted sternly: "Run!"

Then he retreated with the group of people.